。那歌我现在还会哼：

If you miss the train I\'m on

You will know that I am gone

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

A hundred miles, a hundred miles

A hundred miles, a hundred miles

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

Lord, I\'m one, Lord, I\'m two

Lord, I\'m three, Lord, I\'m four

Lord, I\'m 500 miles away from home

Away from home, away from home

Away from home, away from home

Lord, I\'m 500 miles away from home

Not a shirt on my back

Not a penny to my name

Lord, I can\'t go back home this a-way

This a-way, this a-way

This a-way, this a-way

Lord, I can\'t go back home this a-way

If you miss the train I\'m on

You will know that I am gone

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles...

我沉浸在这悠扬而婉转的小调里，只觉得自己不断坠坠。叶秋凑过来抱住我，睫弯弯，眸浅浅，眉皱成一个好看的弧度，真是越看越喜。我忍不住轻抚她一般的脸颊，喃喃：“秋，你真好看！”她轻笑，“笨，你又不是第一次见！”

“哎呀，讨厌，你笑起来更好看了，教我怎么办！”此时我的睛里应该星光吧。

“得了吧你，我看你是醉了。来，我送你回家！”

说罢搀我起，我才发现浑虚，一力气都没有。

“哎呀，小米，你怎么把整瓶酒都喝完了！”她惊，“你没事吧！要不要我叫叔叔来接你！”

“别，千万别，要是给我爸知我喝醉了，非打死我不可！”我惊叫。

无奈她只好了些给我，然后连背带扶的把我了KTV。华灯已上，车如，城市披上了一霞衣。我被夜风一，酒劲全上了，一阵恶心，扶着电线杆把晚饭全都吐了来。叶秋吓得不行，一个劲的拍着我

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